new visions
of late, rather than dreaming, i’ve been drawing. i’ve never had such an impulse to draw before, it’s strange. one night, i just picked up a pen and found a blank envelope, and i started scribbling.
i always start with long, fluid lines, but while the picture is being formed, i realize i don’t need them, and they become a blight on the image i’ve created. and the image i create always seems so… severe, so grave.
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